The silk cloth that had been used to wipe his body was also put into the water and shaken a few times by Qi Yu, then dried with his spiritual power and put into his bosom.
After Li Xiaoxiao finished dressing, Qi Yu took another handkerchief to wipe the water stains from her hair. During this time, Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask, "Husband, do you think we might have met in a past life?"
A simple sentence made Qi Yu stop moving for a moment. The man's pleasant yet cool voice came from behind him, "Yes, people's encounters in this life are probably predestined from their past lives."
Li Xiaoxiao was very satisfied. Qi Yu continued to dry her hair. After a while, her hair was completely dry. Qi Yu then took out another, more mysterious jade hairpin from his bosom, tied her hair up, and put it in her hair. The hairpin was just a white jade hairpin, but it was extremely luxurious. When she wore it, she had a more ethereal feel, and at the same time, she looked more elegant and refined.
"This jade hairpin is truly exquisite." Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but praise it as she looked at the jade hairpin in the bronze mirror. She hadn't expected that this man, who had been away for so long, would still be willing to give her such a fine thing.
Seeing Li Xiaoxiao's sweet smile, Qi Yu's mood improved considerably.
After changing into a light green silk dress, Li Xiaoxiao looked like a lady from a noble family. Qi Yu was more and more satisfied with her appearance. He had to remember her well.
After changing and washing, Qi Yu carried Li Xiaoxiao out of the room. The little baby was already awake and was sitting on the table eating fruit listlessly. He was looking at his father and mother with doting eyes when they finally came out.
Yinglong's cheeks flushed with anger. "Father, Mother has grown legs now, she doesn't need you to carry her at all." The adults were still pretending to be young, which infuriated Yinglong.
"Ying!" Qi Yu gave him a look, and Ying, who was originally going to make a fuss, didn't dare to continue. His father was only gentle with his mother and had no patience for him at all.
"Father, I want a hug too." Ying Long was still unwilling to give up. He was the youngest in the family, and he should be the one who was pampered. Qi Yu didn't even bother to look at Ying Long. He clearly remembered that this child was not stupid when he was a dragon soul. How come he became stupid after he had a physical body?
"From now on, you're not allowed to act recklessly anymore." Qi Yu's tone carried a hint of warning. After the girl fell silent, Qi Yu put Li Xiaoxiao down. They were going out soon, and they couldn't act as willfully as they did in the Li family's courtyard.
Li Xiaoxiao landed on the ground, her face flushed. It was indeed a bit inappropriate for her to act like this in front of the children.
"Ugh..." The blinding sunlight shone on her face, and Jiang Wanqing subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. She could see the sunlight shining through the gaps in the dark tiles of the roof, leaving only dappled spots.
Tiled house?
She stared blankly at the roof, a sense of familiarity welling up inside her.
Jiang Wanqing rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Had she died and gone to heaven? How could she have returned to her home from over thirty years ago?
She looked down at her hands; they were fair and delicate, completely unlike her calloused hands from years of hard work...
"Wanwan, your brother has put an egg in your noodles, try it!" The curtain was pulled back, revealing the face of a young and energetic boy with a flattering smile.
This is... my brother when he was young! Jiang Wanqing remembered her brother in her previous life being arrested and imprisoned for deliberately causing trouble in order to avenge her, and his lifeless appearance instantly brought tears to her eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey, Wanwan, don't cry, don't cry. I'll just let you have the sweet rice wine next time." Jiang Xing was startled and hurriedly comforted her, while glancing nervously at the door. If his father found out that he had made his sister cry again, he would definitely get a beating.
"Sweet fermented rice?" Jiang Wanqing hiccuped, vaguely recalling that when she was seventeen, her brother drank all the sweet fermented rice without leaving her any. She threw a tantrum and refused to eat for several days, which startled her mother. Her brother also received a double beating from their parents.
Looking at her brother, who was looking rather disheveled but still so lively and making faces at her, Jiang Wanqing stared blankly. If this was a dream, it felt too real...
"Little sister? Little sister?" Jiang Xing was startled by her dazed look. He didn't care if he would be beaten. He quickly put down the bowl of noodles, took off running, and shouted as he ran, "Mom, Mom, come quick! Little sister has gone crazy from hunger!"
"Pah! You're the one who's starving!" Jiang Wanqing clenched her fists. Sure enough, her brother was still as annoying as ever when he was young!
She sat on the bed, looking at the bowl of steaming noodles, and suddenly pinched herself. Ouch! She winced in pain, but could she feel pain in her dreams?
A bizarre thought flashed through Jiang Wanqing's mind: perhaps she had returned to the year she was seventeen, a year when there was still time to salvage anything...
She got out of bed in a daze. Having not eaten for a long time, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She pushed open the curtain and slowly walked out. In the small yard, there were several sunflowers, their large sunflower heads heavy with plump sunflower seeds. In the corner of the western wall, there were also many wild cherry tomatoes. She used to like to pick a cherry tomato as soon as it turned red and eat it. In this era of scarcity, it was a rare delicacy.
In the center of the courtyard was a large water vat. Every morning, Dad would draw buckets of water from the well to fill the vat.
Jiang Wanqing looked at the young face reflected in the water, gently pinched her still tender cheek, and burst into tears of joy. She had really come back.
In her past life, she died with resentment, having eloped with a educated youth out of vanity. However, Wentao's family was poor, and his mother forced her to run around trying to support his education. When the college entrance examination was reinstated, he passed and had a promising future, but he was imprisoned for committing a crime, ruining his career. Upon his release, he beat and verbally abused her, eventually being beaten to death in the snow. The window was wide open, just like her cold heart. In the dead of winter, she dragged her weak and injured body home, only to find that her mother had died early from a serious illness, and her father had died in an accident. She was completely unaware of her parents' deaths and, unable to bear it any longer, vomited blood. In the snowy forest next to her dilapidated family home, the man who had called her back beat her to death. She also miscarried. Her older brother, seeking revenge, deliberately provoked trouble and almost killed her husband. He was imprisoned and never came out, while Wentao remained at large.
She only learned all of this after she died.
Looking around, there was a string of origami cranes hanging in the room, as well as some paper stars.
Jiang Xing watched his sister hesitate for a moment as she thought about something, but finally decided to speak his mind, "Wanwan, didn't you used to say you wanted to marry Wentao? I think it's better if you don't."
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